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Spin Off: Ladies Your Hardest on a Nigga Moment

Since ole Rex start want to hear about how hard niggas went on a bitch and knowing that at times y'all can be some straight up cruel, insensitive, heartless, devious, manipulative muthafuckas, I know y'all have a gang a stories about how you went just savage on a nigga.

I've had two instances of bitches going hard on me. The first was when I worked at Emporium Capwell. I set up a date with this chick that went to Cal. She said to come back at six o'clock. So when I came back I six, this bitch tell me me that since she's on a diet and since she was on a diet and she has a slow metabolism, she couldn't go get something to eat because it was after six.

The second time was when I drew a bath for my Boo Boo. She was hella tired from the flight from L.A., when I woke her up, the evil cow screamed on me. She also told me best friend that I was being "too nice," to her. Finally, I had mumbled "I love you," under my breath. She wasn't suppose to hear it, but she did and asked me why did I say that.

“There are three types of baseball players: those who make it happen, those who watch it happen, and those who wonder what happens.”―Tommy Lasorda

a homegirl i used to work with had a lotta card parties, and whenever we went there she had a homegirl who i thought really liked me....

we never exchanged numbers but everytime we were at her house on one of those drunken card/game nights, we'd end up fucking in the bathroom....once we ended up fucking in a car....

now i was like only 20, and she was a bit older ..prolly in her mid 30's...and at the time we hooked up maybe twice a month....shit went on for a while...atleast 4 or 5 months....

then one time i was like fuck it, i got my own apartment (this was before i moved all my homies in) i didn't see why we can't take this party to my crib, actually have sex in a bed for once....so i kinda sparked off a convo with her, hinting that i wanted to take shit further than just fucking in a bathroom,

and she just kinda chuckled "sweeheart this is just a sex thing...enjoy it for what it's worth"

like i felt so shitted on, i couldnt even respond....later that night she tried getting me back in the bathroom, but i was so devastated i couldn't even get it up....needless to say that's the last time i went to a card party

chicks going hard on niggaz... smh...actually we went hard on eachother...but she hurt me first, so i hurt her in return....

shorty was in grad school and when we met up, she kept going on and on about how she didn't want a relationship cuz she wanted to concentrate on ehr studies..

i was like cool.. but we got along fine so i kept hanging out with her... didn't beat for the LONGEST... like i really thought she just wasn't going to ever let a nigga beat ever... we sesd to flirt HARD. hang out a lot....and i could tell she was catching feelings.. catching feelings hard... but she maintained her position....just friends, no relationships... so i proposed us just being fuck buddies.. it was obvious sexual tension there..and she was on some

"naw, cuz i feel like if we do have sex it's going to turn into something more"

so i kinda fell back for a minute, cuz it was getting a too tense.....

so one night outta the blue she texts me on some "can you come over tonight..i feel like being held"

so i'm thinking....

the time has come...

gets over there.. talk for a while....go up stairs.. lay in her bed... all spooned up... and it just went down... and i mean down something serious.....i put all that tension and agression and all those weeks of making a nigga wait into that shit.....had shorty reaching for shit that wasn't there... trying to run off the bed...hell no get yo ass back here... made..this..nigga...wait...and...now...you...tryna...run....ohh hells naw....

like i ain't tryna toot my own horn.... but i know i damaged some shit.....

next morning... right back into it....hungry as fuck, it's damn near noon, and we still going at it.....

so i mean fuck it... i'm in there right???

wrong....

she called me later that night on some "i don't think we shoulda did that"

i'm like "what the fuck you talking about?!?!"

mind you my chest been on swollen all day.. i couldn't had been prouder of myself...

"last night....i mean i like you, i really do... but i just regret taking it there...cuz i feel like now we can't go back"

so i'm just hurt as fuck, cuz once again...i'm just lost....i done broke this chick off with some of my supercalifragilisticexpialidocious.....and she regretting the shit......i just ended everything....right then n there....

i was hurt for a couple months off that shit....i ain't talk to no chicks....worse part it was like a week before chiristmas, and she called me like that march to come get my chrismas gifts before she threw them away....

shorty got me two gifts based off of conversations we had... those kinda gifts that trip you out cuz the person was listening.. it was a dvd of a movie i was telling her about and a book i had in college...i stood there dumbfounded....

i think that story qualifies...i'm just listing stories where i feel chicks only used a nigga for sex, and just dismissed their emotions afterwards....

a homegirl i used to work with had a lotta card parties, and whenever we went there she had a homegirl who i thought really liked me....

we never exchanged numbers but everytime we were at her house on one of those drunken card/game nights, we'd end up fucking in the bathroom....once we ended up fucking in a car....

now i was like only 20, and she was a bit older ..prolly in her mid 30's...and at the time we hooked up maybe twice a month....shit went on for a while...atleast 4 or 5 months....

then one time i was like fuck it, i got my own apartment (this was before i moved all my homies in) i didn't see why we can't take this party to my crib, actually have sex in a bed for once....so i kinda sparked off a convo with her, hinting that i wanted to take shit further than just fucking in a bathroom,

and she just kinda chuckled "sweeheart this is just a sex thing...enjoy it for what its worth."

like i felt so shitted on, i couldnt even respond....later that night she tried getting me back in the bathroom, but i was so devastated i couldn't even get it up....needless to say that's the last time i went to a card party

@ the bolded. Rex isn't understanding. She was willing to still fuck you, so how did you lose in the end? Unless you wanted to cupcake with the bitch or something.

“There are three types of baseball players: those who make it happen, those who watch it happen, and those who wonder what happens.”―Tommy Lasorda

a homegirl i used to work with had a lotta card parties, and whenever we went there she had a homegirl who i thought really liked me....

we never exchanged numbers but everytime we were at her house on one of those drunken card/game nights, we'd end up fucking in the bathroom....once we ended up fucking in a car....

now i was like only 20, and she was a bit older ..prolly in her mid 30's...and at the time we hooked up maybe twice a month....shit went on for a while...atleast 4 or 5 months....

then one time i was like fuck it, i got my own apartment (this was before i moved all my homies in) i didn't see why we can't take this party to my crib, actually have sex in a bed for once....so i kinda sparked off a convo with her, hinting that i wanted to take shit further than just fucking in a bathroom,

and she just kinda chuckled "sweeheart this is just a sex thing...enjoy it for what its worth."

like i felt so shitted on, i couldnt even respond....later that night she tried getting me back in the bathroom, but i was so devastated i couldn't even get it up....needless to say that's the last time i went to a card party

@ the bolded. Rex isn't understanding. She was willing to still fuck you, so how did you lose in the end? Unless you wanted to cupcake with the bitch or something.

i wanted something more than fucking in a bathroom or the back seat of a car....i ain't even have the chick's phone number....i wanted hang out, do something with the chick, i thought there was an honest connection there... i mean damn, a nigga had feelings, lol

she was a chick that most woulda saw as outta my league.. i felt like if i could beat then i deserved a chick like that on my arm...she was like negative...shut me completely down...

Just been through it all man
Blood sweat and tears
Niggaz is dead and shit
What the fuck else can happen yo?
I dont think much more son, word to mother yo
We done seen it all, and been through it all yo
Let y'all niggaz know right now
Word to mother, for real, for real
I aint ever goin back

This is my worst one, this memory still sticks with me and I still feel bad for it.

So when me and my first love first moved in together we were on the couch chilling and talking and he was popping off.

I can't remember the exact words but he jokingly said something to the effect of me only wanting him cause he was black. So without even thinking (this is terrible) I was like if that were the case I could find a better black man.

LAWD..as soon as it left my mouth I realized what I'd said and I felt sooo bad, it literally brought me to tears before he could even respond to it. So evil.

Just been through it all man
Blood sweat and tears
Niggaz is dead and shit
What the fuck else can happen yo?
I dont think much more son, word to mother yo
We done seen it all, and been through it all yo
Let y'all niggaz know right now
Word to mother, for real, for real
I aint ever goin back

niggaz tend to categorize the chicks they fuck into 2 categories...well atleast i do...

category 1 is when i'm smashing a chick i deem to be chicken, smut, a jump off or whatever.. i expect it be a fuck thing, no feelings, and keeps it moving...

but there are times when some chicks i've smashed in the past, i view as a chick who got something going on with them, and of course i tried to build off of that....that's the second category..the ones you remember, the ones you try to make that shit last a little longer if at all possible....

but whenever i come to the realization that a chick i consider category 2 looks at me as a category 1 type nigga....the feeling afterwards was always ether....